Oh, it can’t be
where forever they’ll not be,
hide, drive me out of their
go, hide and block out,
what wish not to hear — oh! Take
take it all from
see, me for who I am
really, I know what outcome
has me in its clasp.
I see, a night like no other
upon me — no! don’t burn me father!
for I bring a gift unknown to others
do take me, lock the chamber,
off with you, and Amber.
Amber eyes, shine in the night
where wolves howl, engage in fight
battle on, my sweet Amber,
and give them all,
what they came for!
A werewolf gift given to me
I see, my sweet Amber,
on cold ground
rages in me, and the anger,
can’t fight back — oh Amber!
Oh Amber, the hunters have gotten to me,
they’ve spied, they’ve hunted, they’ve destroyed me!
I’ll never have you back, see.
I see, I see it in my eyes,
I see the gift my canine Amber gives
and with this gift of seeing the past
I kiss sweet Amber upon her furry head
now I part to find my father — he’ll soon be dead!
Deep my friend. A dark story but lovingly crafted. Thank you for sharing. ♥
Thank you greatly, my dear Jessica. You’re welcome, love, I’m glad you enjoyed it. ♥ 🙂
This has such a wonderful blend between a classical feel and a contemporary rhythm–Really fabulous piece!
Thank you, Audrey! My muse was on a roll, so I had to roll with it. 😉
brilliant story telling man….love the intensity in it…the werewolf…and his dog amber…the bit at the end, i dont think the father is going to make it…
Thanks Brian! He’s got a lovely surprise for his father. Oh, it’s going to be fun! 😉
This resonated with me, first, because I have a fascination for wolves, and second, because I just finished reading Call of the Wild, and am now reading White Fang. I read both books several times when I was a boy, and re-reading them now is a wonderful trip back to my childhood.
Love your poem!
Now you’ve got me interested in those books (which I’ve never read). I love wolves too! Thank you, Charles, I’m glad you love it and feel so happy that this piece resonated something lovely with you. 🙂
Very interesting take. I like the middle stanza–and some nice repetition of see and me throughout.
Thank you Hedgewitch, and thanks for stopping by, love. ♥
Enjoyed the narration ~ That last stanza packs a powerful ending to the gift of seeing death on the horizon ~
Thank you, Heaven, I’m glad you got some enjoyment out of this piece. This piece was born during one of those days when my muse won’t allow me to stop writing – and I just LOVE those days! Ideas and a billion thoughts come, come, come! Thanks for stopping by, love. ♥ 🙂
Nice, narrative touch in this one.
Thank you, Alex, and thank you for visiting. 🙂
good stuff, it is very rhythmic in the narrative. keeps flowing like the lope of the wolf.
Thank you, Mark! It kept coming and coming! Thanks for the read and stopping by! 🙂
Brad!! I LOVE this…supreme awesomeness…
Hey love, thank you so much! It was both fun and sad to write. I’m glad you LOVE it!
Love you! ♥
a story that made me hold my breath… great cadence throughout.
Thank you, Kelly! 🙂
Deep and intense!!!!!!
Why thank you, my sweet Ayala. ♥ 🙂
My master of fright, another hair-raising tale that captures the edginess and panic of the attack. Very intense, Brad.
Love you <3
Thank you love, thank you so much. I love you. :heart: 😉
Love the kissing of the furry head…the amber eyes…always toyed and dreamt of shapeshifting into a white wolf with blue eyes…scary, yet not so…wonder why that is…do we all have the wolf in us?
Yes Jackie, we all have the wolf in us. Go out during the next full moon, and you’ll see. 😉
Thank you, dear, and thank you for stopping by. ♥ 🙂
cool gritty style – keep writing from the tomb
Thank you, Ollie! Oh, I’ll keep the pieces coming from the tomb; I am forever confined. Thanks for the read, and for stopping by, Ollie! 🙂